Ten Billion Ranch: Breaking Up at the Beginning

Xiao He was also dumbfounded.

Who would have thought that this thing could be so powerful.

It seems that it can no longer be used casually in the future.

After solving the annoying Shao Feng, continue to the destination.

City Opera House.

It was noon when Xiao He arrived.

The gate was closed tightly, and only an old man who was watching the gate was drowsy in the guard room.

"Old man, does your opera house take out performances?"

Xiao He stepped forward and spoke politely.

The old man was taken aback.

Pushing his reading glasses, he looked Xiao He up and down for a while.

Then he said:

"Boy, do you know where this is?"

Xiao He was stunned for a moment.

Subconsciously looked up at the signboard above his head.

City Opera House.

That's right.

I did not look in the wrong place.

"Do you know what's going on here?"

"It's an opera! It came from a foreign country, and only the upper class can understand it!"

"Including the artists performing in it, they are all national-level actors! The kind that can't be found in the whole country!"

The old man opened his mouth and talked eloquently.

Xiao He was taken aback when he heard this, but he still didn't understand what the other party wanted to express.

No, what you said.

I don't need to know, do I?

I just asked a question, what are you answering?
It's completely irrelevant!
"so!"

The old man let out a long sigh, with persuasion from someone who had been there in his tone.

"When young people get married, just find a host who can sing to warm up the scene."

"Don't think about inviting such a national treasure-level professional team. They are all performed for the upper class. It is impossible to go to your wedding, so go back!"

"Oh……"

Xiao He nodded, just about to leave.

Think back.

This is not right!

Who's going to have a wedding?

I was almost thrown into a ditch by an old man.

"I don't have a wedding..."

Turning around, Xiao He tried to explain.

But was interrupted by the old man.

"Isn't it a red thing? Is it a white thing?"

"This is even more outrageous. Westerners don't have suona in this thing, it's inappropriate!"

……

"It's only your family that's in vain!"

Xiao He was almost speechless.

Since I came in, I haven't said a complete sentence.

In order to prevent the old man from saying something surprising again.

Xiao He simply took a deep breath and said directly:

"There will be a big event in the city some time ago, and I want to invite you from the opera house to perform."

"Since you don't take out performances, forget it."

The old man suddenly smiled, with a look of disbelief.

"Young man, it's okay to deceive others with your words, but you can't deceive me."

This is, after all, an opera house.

Occasionally there will still be one or two big people coming.

There was an event in the city, why didn't he hear it?
Xiao He smiled lightly.

He took out a document directly from his pocket.

Such a pat in front of the old man.

It was the certificate of the honorary deputy director of the Bureau of Antiques that Xiao He had obtained before.

There is a huge steel seal on the bottom.

There is also Feng Lao's autograph.

"I lied to you? See what this is?"

Xiao He spoke.

The old man panicked.

Omg!

It's really official!

Look away!

He rushed out to stop Xiao He who was about to leave:
"Sir, I'm sorry! I'm old and my eyesight is not very good..."

"We'll take over this job! I'll take you to meet our person in charge right now!"

The old man changed his previous arrogance.

The wrinkled face almost turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile.

That enthusiasm!
The two went in all the way, and soon came to the office of the person in charge.

The janitor knocked on the door carefully.

He said respectfully to the middle-aged man behind the desk inside:
"Dean Wu, this little gentleman is an official."

"It is said that there is an event, and I want people from our theater to perform."

"Oh, I see, you go out first."

Dean Wu spoke lightly, very pretentiously.

Glancing at Xiao He again, he coughed lightly and said:

"Young man, I still have some work to do, why don't you wait until I'm done?"

Xiao He smiled lightly.

He has seen this kind of psychological game too many times.

It's just a small opera house, what can it do?
It's just to show you off.

Let you understand that I am usually very busy.

There is no shortage of your life.

Raise your worth by the way.

But Xiao He has an omnipotent solution.

That's right!

It is money ability!
"Dean Wu, to be honest, I'm quite busy, so I'll just say it straight."

"I would like to ask your opera house to perform for my flowers."

"what!"

Dean Wu's hands trembled, and all the pens in his hands fell off.

What the hell?
Showing flowers?

Are you kidding me?

What unit are we?
opera!
That's high art!
You want us to show flowers?

Don't bring such humiliation, right?
"Get out of here!"

Dean Wu was immediately angry.

He even wanted to rush out and even chase the doorman away.

What a look!

Did you say it was an official person?
The flower farmer is almost the same!

My parents put in so much hard work to support me in art college, are they performing for Hua?

Isn't this reckless?
Absolutely cannot agree!

"The appearance fee is 10."

Xiao He suddenly spoke.

Dean Wu was about to be laughed out of anger.

"Hehe! Do you think I'm a beggar?"

"Our team is all the top art masters. Just such a small amount of money..."

"10 million for one person."

Xiao He opened his mouth to add.

Dean Wu's eyes widened instantly.

"One... one person?"

Did he hear it right?
It's not impossible...

But soon he shook his head and refused.

No, I can't agree!
If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. What if people are talking about a year?

Isn't it a big loss for yourself?

And show flowers.

Outrageous!

"Just one hour, 10 per person!"

Xiao He spoke again.

"I……"

Dean Wu was completely dumbfounded.

The kind who was so shocked that he couldn't even say a word of rejection.

One hour!
10 per person!
This is so...

Sky-high performance fees!

Although they are indeed professional opera houses.

But it's just a small local theatre.

Usually, no one even watches the show.

It hasn't opened in months?

The wages of last quarter are still owed!
Opera is high art, yes.

But opera artists are also human beings.

How can you not eat?

If you can't even eat enough, you still pursue the art of shit.

10 yuan...

It's worth a year's salary!
"Young man, is what you said true or false?"

Dean Wu rubbed his hands, his face full of apprehension.

With such a generous shot, shouldn't he be making fun of himself again?

Xiao He smiled lightly.

"how to pay?"